Once there was a millionaire, who collected live alligators. He kept them in the pool in back of his mansion. The millionaire also had a beautiful daughter who was single. One day he decides to throw a huge party, and during the party he announces, "My dear guests . . . I have a proposition to every man here. I will give one million dollars or my daughter to the man who can swim across this pool full of alligators and emerge alive!"

"Doc," said the young man lying down on the couch, "You've got to help me! Every night I have the same horrible dream. I'm lying in bed when all of a sudden five women rush in and start tearing off my clothes."

It feels like over night a group of massive cunts, previously caged and denied any cunty behaviour, were then let out into the wild and all encouraged to join GZStuff in order to release all the pent up cuntish comments they'd been saving during captivity...

Seriously though...reading through some of the posts that have been popping lately is driving me mad.

A Man Is Almost About To Die As he lay on his deathbed, the man confided to his wife, "I cannot die without telling you the truth. I cheated on you throughout our whole marriage. All those nights when I told you I was working late, I was with other women. And not just one woman either, but I've slept with dozens of them."

His wife looked at him calmly and said, "Why do you think I gave you the poison?"

How does it happen when people become friends? Is that about a time period you spend together, or about all bad and good things you went through together? It doesn't matter. The only thing which does is that those people always support you whatever happens.

I love many cute things which my friends do - calling me every hour during the day just to ask what i'm doing and say that they are bored, or just texting me "watcha up to?" or "bored and hungry" or "whatever you cook save me…

It’s lonely to love a cat, because cats would rather be alone. You are willing to love, to give, to sacrifice, always be there, coz you believe to love is ever to give. However, you gave away your gentle love, still unavoidably, frequently got bitten or scratched. Proudly cat lives in its own world with great self-satisfaction, so, mostly your giving doesn't earn cat's appreciation. Sometimes one soft glance is already the best return.

Recently, a friend lost a 17 year old nephew in a motorbike accident. That news was enough to shake us all up…literally and also in every inch of being that we possess… A moment of collision and all the lives revolving around that one single life came crashing down!

And a few days later came the earthquake and tsunami in Japan. Another huge shock… every stratum of life and pseudo-life that one builds around himself or herself is…

Some girl asked me the opinion about to love and to be loved. I said, it should be eventually the same, it’s just love mirrored from two different angles. She complained without hearing my demonstration and said, to love and to be loved are not equal. To love someone doesn’t necessarily mean that you would receive the same amount of love as return. When you don’t get the equal return, you feel miserable, unfair. She wanted to know if these two could be balanced.

Got a call from my cousin in Hainan Island this morning. She told me that it was hard to find salt in Haina now and I should prepare some just in case. Even her brothers in Shenzhen (my cousins) were also complaining for no salt in Shenzhen. I teased her that it wouldnt be so bad as I didnt feel anything abnormal in GZ, and if she needs salt I can buy her many bags and send to her.…